Second shift,First Love : A Love I Shouldn't feel , But Couldn't Let Go
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Second shift,First Love : A Love I Shouldn't feel , But Couldn't Let Go

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By day, Wonwoo Jeon is a respected lawyer-silent,sharp.and tightly wrapped in a loveless marriage that soffocates him more than the courtrooms ever could.By night, he's a hospital janitor with a nametag that doesn't belong to him and a heart full of memories he's tried to foegot. He srcubs the floors in silence , blending into sterile walls ,just for a chance to exist near the only person who makes him feel human again--
Dr. Kim Mingyu.
Mingyu, the charming, compassionate doctor with warm eyes and a voice that could calm any storm, doesn't know the truth: He doesn't know why quiet janitor always looks at him like he's the light at the end of a long,lonely tunnel. He doesn't know they went to the same high school.And he definitely doesn't know that Wonwoo was the boy at the center of the scandal that once made Mingyu believe same-gender love only led to drama and destrution.
But fate-quiet and persistent-has other plans.
Wonwoo keeps seeing repeating numbers: 11:11, 4:44 and 2:22 on hospital clocks. Elevator panels. phone screens. Moments when his heart flutters for reasons he refuses to admit. Are they coincidences....or messagesfrom the universe? signs that maybe, just maybe, he's allowed to feel again?
Haunted by his past and emotionally starved in the present,Wonwoo has spent years blamig himself for everything that went wong -his silence, his shame,his broken heart.But when Mingyu starts noticing him, not just as a janitor, but as a man-gentle, wounded, and real -everthing shifts.
In a world where secrets keep people apart and shame chains heart , can two souls find each other in the quietest of places?
And when the clocks strike 1:11 , 5:55 or 3:33 , will they finally hear what the universe has been trying to tell them all along ?

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